From a dream,
Of your lips,
Telling a story of love…

And a fake date,
Were I’m waiting,
Desperately for your embrace…

And a blunt saw,
Cutting slowly,
Like the regret of lost hope…

And the pain of
Memories…
Like a fresh wound dropping blood…

From a nightmare,
And the flinches when
Demons start tearing my soul…

For assuming,
That I could,
Break the thick chains round my neck…

For believing,
That with blinders,
I can fake unseeing you…

And for thinking,
That there is,
A balsam that kills the pain…

But your distance
Just like cancer…
Terminal, without a hope

Or at least is
Very costly…
Consuming until I am broke

Flowers stole music
From hearts in this spring, therefore
Bees are now poets

Life needs love to live
Love grows poetry in hearts
Hearts are now so pale

Green looks like blue now
Blue turned into brown and grey
Black is the new red

Nectar lost its taste
Gras does not smell anymore
Spring with no love hurts…

Oh, dandelion
Take me with you to summer
I am sad, this spring…

Please, dear butterflies
If you like in fall the leaves
Let’s together leave

I confess, beetles
Already missing winter
Let’s hide forever...

Best place for butterflies to stand
Is on your cheek
So they can see
Your eyelashes
Wave like their wings…

Best place for butterflies to lean
Is on your lips
So they can feel
Softness beneath

Best place for butterflies to fly
Around your neck
So they can watch
How much you smile

Best place for butterflies to sleep
Is in your hair
So when they wake
They smell of spring

Best place for butterflies to die
Is in your hands
So to forget
Pains of goodbye

Every word you say
A painting in my ear,
About your secrets

Every thought you have
A story in my heart
About your life

Every look you give?
Poems in my eyes
About your pains

Every thing you do
Sad songs in my mind
That are eternal

Nobody knows
Except my soul
About your secrets…

                        ....So tell me

Sad...
A wind, without a kite
A kid, who does not play
A pond, without a fish

Unacceptable...
A circus, without a clown
A lawn, that is not green
Banks, that don’t give loans

Rare,
A bird, that is not shy
A Guy, who sheds a tear
A marriage, without a fight

Hard to believe...
A writer, who always writes
A cat, that does not scratch
Grandmas, who rarely knit

Unheard of...
A scientists, who never asks
A cook, despising spice
Lawyers, who tell the truth

Creepy...
A night, that is not dark
A bat, that loves the light
Winter, without the cold

Fake,
Flowers, that never fade
Snow, that does not melt
A waitress, who always smiles

Impossible...
A poet, who does not feel
A heart, that does not long,
A lover’s eye...
                        ...that sleeps the night.

Like a wild lone creature,
I fell in your trap.
An injured heart I have,
That pains like a soul,
Full of your thoughts.

I want to escape,
But no, I cannot!
Paralysed…

When you are watching me…
And doing nothing…
Not saying anything…
Just looking at my scares,
The silence of your heart…
Insanely lethal.

When I’m making sad noises..
While you can see them well…

When I’m giving painful looks…
While you can feel them swell…

Yet all that you do is
Just looking
Coldness…

Please…

Don’t let me be like that!
Don’t let me too long…
For it might mean,
That your are cruel..
And the thought of it..
That you are like that..
Hurts me even more…
Than the truth about you…

I beg you, free me…
Take me in your hands…
Slowly cure my heart..
Slowly with balsam..
For the burns feel good..
If they’re caused by you…

Put your hands on my ears…
Stroke them with compassion…
For the sound of your hands,
Feels like a deep ocean…

Take me, take me home..
For my home is you..
And the thoughts and feelings…
That I am loving you

Please, I don’t deserve this...
Let me, let me go.
And if you don’t like me
Let me limp away…
Far from your coldest traps..
Colder than your heart
Let me rote alone..
Agonise and die…

Say something with your eyes.
Otherwise, let me go..